Burning fire in my heart
destroy the wicked of the past
azure flames of chilled blue
embark the darkness of the sea
Suns of thousands burning moons
flame of sun that burn alone
travel through the endless ocean
where the stars are dust in wind
Giant shall you fall alone
I have this wanting in my heart and confusion in my mind.
The words I’ve left unspoken haunt me all the time.
There are nights I wake crying when I wish that you were near.
To hold me in your arms and kiss away this tear.
Right now my heart is deep...
what they wanted to see
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
she will never be
But she will wear her smile like
her crown and let them
see her composure to
pinpoint her beauty
as her flaws
But she won't speak for
centres in fear of there
deceiving eyes as she
Thunder cracks and splits through my ears,
I'm ripped from this path as though never here.
My heart plunged on their vow, and dove down,
Dashed to the mud, at my feet, on the ground.
Thrown to the rocks of the road from whence I came,
I was a fool to have left it, naive...
so i wrote this poem long back ! just sharing with you all :
with lakhs of people travelling
and thousands of passing by
i found myself in the midst
just gazing at the sky
for i need to choose
which road to travel by
making decision was not so hard previously
but this time it...
Boxers around my ankles
That need in her eyes
She's already undressed me
Before she says a word
Her hands an invitation
Her mouth a song
It's a concert where her tongue
Conducts all the notes
And soon I am singing out loud
And the applause is deafening
If all we had were memories,
…of the quite times in each other’s arms.
Feeling calm, lifted, warm and floating,
…would you know I was thinking of you?
If all we had were feelings,
...tilting our heads forward to brush cheeks.
Feeling like two melting into one,
what's good for me because I don't care . Don't preach to me about A heaven unless you've been there , don't tell me I need to laugh more if
You don't have a good joke , don't say you understand when the truth is you don't . The hardest thing to be is myself sometimes I look in...
I watch you look at me
you can see yourself thru me
as you step in I wrap myself around you
as you get deeper I fit you like a glove
Even I can not feel, you can feel me
I can make you shiver
I can make you relax
I can make you fall in love
What am I?
where we fight to survive.
Some people live and most people die.
When our comrades fall, some mourn and cry.
Others flee to stay alive.
Some fall and go insane.
Others pray in hopes of a change.
Others give in and wait to die.
Some give up and take their lives.
or keep thee in fright
All my chances of hope are of blight
Oh savior of the night
Dreams of my escape bring thus elate
Reality drowns me in a clean slate
Trapped in despair thinking of my fate
Thy must know the Savior is not late
Everyone has seen the Savior in their time of...
I feel you tie me up.
I feel you stretch me.
I try to scream out load for the pain I'm in.
I am trying to hold together.
I feel you adding more weight.
I am screaming out in pain, but you don't hear me.
I can not see what you are doing, and it scares me.
I feel the knots...
My knees are weak. Shaking like a trembling leaf in the winter. My feet won't move. They are stale. Stiff. Lifeless. I reach for help, but there ,only an invisible shadow. No one is there. No one, but you. You reach out your beautiful hand, but you put me here. Here in my dreams...
will you despair,
Is your heart a hardened stone will you care when your alone,
Life is hard there is no doubt but that's no reason to scream and shout,
The things you do the things you say affect me every single day,
I do my best I really try, I sit alone at night and cry,
Once the North wind made love with the seaand a tiny little wave soon came to beFather Wind would guide him as he grewHis Mother was the sea he traveled throughand as they brought him closer to the shoreeach day he would grow a little moreand safe within the arms of Mother SeaHe...
the home of Democracy
mecca of fashionVENICE Italian gem
gondolas and glass blowers
love is in the airORIENTAL River
all human life is there
and all human loveSPELLO so Italian
Umbrian charm so early
Saturday morningPARIS Rainy day
early morning there's no...
But it's not your heart
I am targeting
It's something saucier and softer
And as you feel my shaft
find it's mark
Almost piercing you through
right to my fletchings...
A smile escapes your sighing lips
And I string another...
Oh my God, I never knewhow much pain a soul could go throughor a body for that matterAll my life I have been sickand I'm getting so tired of itso tired that I just want to sleep foreverWhen every day is a struggle, a fightit gets harder and harder to see a lightat the end of the...
You were there for me so many times
in my darkest days.
But when you had your hill to climb
I slumbered in a haze.
Had I awakened to your need,
Brought a smile to your lips,
You would have known my love for you
Your tension from you slips.
And so you...
family but feel alone?
Isn't it disheartening that the only reason someone comes and talks to you is so that you can do something for them?
Doesn't it feel like you've been stabbed in the heart when you give of yourself and then are later rejected?
That is exactly how I feel, so...
Every time, all day, all night
All I’m doing is to fight
I’m currently thinking of you
Thinking how can we make this true
I never thought that I’ll feel this
Towards you, feeling such a great bliss
Having you all the time in my side
Can make me survive a big wave and a...
i get a sense of homeliness and of passion yet untold
the grasses sway in rhythm the trees they do so too
in one great writhing tangle like a serpent uncontrolled
As i watch the darkness i notice as you might
the silhouettes of houses of tree tops ,what a sight
feel like losing myself again
to drive into forgetfulness
back to thoughts, feelings, where i did'nt really care
I am now borded, i feel like coming back to a memory
i would like to loose myself again
crowd I'm mingling
when I heard a silent whisper
that said that I would miss her
so I turned my head around
and my heartbeat took a bound.
Then I looked into her eyes
and I came to realise
that just a simple flirt,
my wink, her twirling skirt,
is all that we require
He will save her as I become a memory.
I took the path of a villain, dark,and cold.
He was the one that took the light.
I became evil in my own self pity, as he grew to the top.
I began to find others like me bitter, because they to had to let go.
She was so...
Our Eyes stare no more
They have nothing left to see
There are no more hopes
There are no more dreams
Lives sucked away as quickly as they came to be
Promises, expectations, abilities and accomplishments
All washed away with a few deadly drops
To create such beauty and unity
nectar and wine.
For the sweet touch of your hands, legs and hips on mine.
There are many grapes on the vine.
If I correctly read the signs,
I can leave the sour ones behind
And live a life that I design.
I hold it in
Till I can’t
I slowly exhale
Wishing I was
Dead in my grave
Sits rotting in my brain
Nothing can take this pain away
My heart is still beating
My brain wants it to quit
And freeze maybe then god will listen
Rain rain come this way
I need you to fall on me today
Color the skies a beautiful gray
Fragrance the earth with my dismay
Let lightening dance in the sky
& thunder roll against the tide
I need to wash away this pain within
Its creepin beneath my own skin
Let your waters seep...
Absolution; paths parted,
Just 272 days,
From where we started.
Please bring me to a sense,
Of finality, accepting our days of paradise,
Of sapphire seas and summer skies,
Are far buried,
Lost in mists of time.
Great tanks flatten all that remain,
Flowers yanked from life,
i’m losing the war,
and everyday it gets harder and harder
because i’m doing this on my own
i have no one at all
no one to help me through this war
some people try to help
but they dont
they make it worse
no one can help me
you can send me...
people say im crazy. people say im insane. people say im perverted. but i say whos to blame. crazy trying to fit in.no one taking the blame. obeying a perverted government. now thats insane. politicians take the bribe. hypocrisy in the breeze. priest with young boys. its a...
I wrote this when I was 17. I wasn't in the best of states. I had been cutting a week. But soon after I wrote this I got over my life and pulled my-self back together.
The wind combs my hair, the silk of the breeze so smooth.
The sparkles in the night sky, they shine so bright...
IT'S RAINING LOVE ~ Yes Love is all aroundIt's raining Love ~ every sight and every soundFeel the Love fall sweetly to the groundI love it when it's raining Love !It's raining Love ~ it's there for all to seeIt's raining Love ~ it's there for you and meLove is the essence of this...
after my father passed away, it was also my last one. I stopped writing after this poem, I lost my passion and lost I inspiration.
I wish I can be one day stronger enough and find the passion in me to start writing again.
Here is the poem..
Enta Hayati (You're My Life)
Glass walls, tile floor
Dark garden, iron gate
I can't take this ANYMORE!
Level headed, born in hate
Getting closer is drifting further
se7en gets their crazy 8's
Lost before. Now an Extravert
Step inside. Close the gate
Spill the blood, and pour a glass
Whats the use of a heart
When your heart gets broken
Whats the use of breath
When you leave me Breathless
Whats the use of a soul
When your soul gets stolen
Whats the use of Speech
When you never Speak to me
Whats the point of Feelings
When someone disliked you for them
I sit here not hurting anyone
I may take up some space I can here you talk
But I can not say anything
Like a Mute person
A year or two later you take me out
You just toss me to the side
You pile more garbage on me
I can smell smoke when you light a match
I can feel the...
and disappear at the drop of a hat.They ask for your pictures and you say no.They do the vanishing act.Weird messages are received with unwanted visuals.You sigh and delete and block who?The ones that are supposed to be people.Still you make good friends who stand by you.This...
Invisible to the eye, only I know where it resides
Time after time I crawl or run inside and lock the gate
Familiar and safe from the hurt and pain raining down
This haven I built to seek relief as a child
Where words and hands cannot harm me
No one can see or hear me cry...
Noone to talk tonothing to dowhy am I hereand why aren't you?Nothing to live fornoone who careswhy shall I struggleand how many years? I really don't get ithow can it bethe world has gone crazyor is it just me?
.. To express my feelings and emotions, etc.
But I never post them... over fear of just being judged by them or someone telling me they're rubbish.
I don't think I'm good at writing poems... but it's how I express myself.
I don't think there is a right or wrong way to write...
I've written many many poems. Since I was 8-9 I've loved writing them but of course they've changed through time and matured.
Poems is one of my best way to express my feelings or my ideas of a story or something.
You fill the room with sweet sensation
distracting bits of information
crowd the space where logic dwells
distorting sights and sounds and smells
touching me with tactile pleasure
pushing me beyond a measure
of reasonable doubt that soon I sense
I'm nowhere in the present...
something more fragile than life itself
No matter how many times you throw it away, you still find it
So rest in peace now
Your wish is violated by your pulsing urge
and as much as you forget about it, you recall it again
In this beautiful and cruel world
We only ask...